Cold feet,
Broken hands,
Cracked cheeks.
Mayhem her eyes plays.
A day before she lost it all,
Playing poker with the devil was not a good idea after all.
Cries of a child she never held in her arms,
Haunted her cold lonely nights.
Boxes that blanketed her seem to
Comfort those who pass her by with a begging soul,
She would hold out her hands
Praying out for anything to fill her
Empty stomach.
No amount of pity
No amount of money could pull her from insanity.
She would watch Gods pass her with
No glance
Those who did throw their eyes at
Her,
Would be revolted by what they see.
Some would want to fall and weep.
She remembered how she would once
Look down upon those unfortunate.
Millions in her banks
Thousands in her purse
But not a cent she would give.
Living in a stately home
Fancying stately clothes
Forgetting that behind dark curtains,
Dwells those who hold a bread Crum
Holier than God
Yes... She was a woman of class,
Village and famer boys were her floor wipers.
Worse was a street dweller.
Unimaginable pain she did inflict on others to acquire power
With less care she would smile and show her fangs like a snake's
Fangs.
Difference was that,
Hers were shimmering of gold.
Her roof was heaven on earth for us
Unfortunate ones.
Her branded shoes would only touch
The red carpet,
Made of blood of those who struggled to please her malicious class.
My father once worked for her
He once stole a piece of a meat to feed his family.
He was never spoken of,
Let alone be seen ever again.
She was mightier than the might
She was all that one would wish to
Have...
... But that was lost in an instant...
Foolishly and greedily
She fell back into the hands of nature and destiny.
The mercy of the horrid world would
Choose what to do with her.
And here we are.
Fallen from grace, she has.
Holding out her hands
Begging for a speck of life
Unfamiliar with face that once praised her.
Holding her hands
I took out my last Rand,
I saved for rainy days
Gave it to her.
With no pity,
With no anger,
No despise or dispute
But with Faded Emotion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem